talking to the moon.

G
talking to the moon.
All Chapters Forward

hangover from hell...

the boys 🥶 ...and marlene 😎

sunday


(12:43pm)

marls: RISE AND SHINE MOTHERFUCKERS!!!!

bambi: GOOD MORNING MARLS!!!!

wormy: hi.

marls: what a way to bring the mood down,wormtail.

WHERE IS YOUR RAGE?

wormy: mf it is sunday.

pratfoot: ugh.

marls: GOOD MORNING MY BEAUTIFUL BEST FRIEND.

pratfoot: not a good morning.

but hello to you too marlene.

bambi: feeling a little uneasy there pads?

padfoot: mhm.

anyone else feel like they've been ran over by a truck?

marls: NOPE.

i feel fantastic.

bambi: i second that.

i also feel great.

wormy: i'm fab.

pratfoot: fuck you all.

honestly.

i'm texting moony.

atleast he's nice to me.

marls: who the hell is moony?

bambi: ah so he finally has a name.

pratfoot: he does.

marls: WAIT

i'm lost!!

explain

someone pls

bambi: padfoot has a secret boyfriend.

pratfoot: I do not!

he is just a friend!

marls: from where?!

who is this moony?

wormy: he has no idea.

accidentally texted him instead of prongs now they're bffs.

pratfoot: shut up wormy.

you're all so mean to me.

i'm leaving.

goodbye.

bambi: tell moony i say hi ;)

pratfood: no :)

 

padfoot and moony!

sunday


(10:24am)

moony: rise and shine,my love ;)

(12:56pm)

padfoot: moonyyyyyy

moony: padfootttttttt

padfoot: everything hurts.

moony: aw poor baby:'(

padfoot: yes.

my friends woke me up.

i feel like i have died.

and came back.

moony: good night?

padfoot: yeah,can't remember too much but from what i hear i was loving life.

moony: yes.

you seemed rather happy during our texts.

padfoot: yes.

sorry about that.

moony: don't worry about it padfoot.

kept me entertained.

padfoot: couldn't sleep?

moony: nah.

doesn't matter.

anyways,i've got to go,big exciting plans today -_-

padfoot: oooo what's on today's agenda?

moony: doctors appointment.

padfoot: again?

moony: sadly yes.

padfoot: hope it goes okay!

moony: thanks padfoot.

padfoot: bye moony.

moony: goodbye padfoot.

 

 

(5:04pm)

moony: i'm finally home!

how are you feeling?

padfoot: wow that was a long appointment.

moony: yeah,had to get a few tests.

all good tho.

padfoot: well,i feel like hell.

moony: still?

padfoot: unfortunately yes.

feel like i'm going to puke my brains out.

moony: gross.

padfoot: ikr.

moony: maybe try eating something?

(5:13pm)

moony: padfoot?

padfoot: hello moony,this is prongs.I'm assuming you have heard of me?

Padfoot is currently throwing up.

moony: oh nice.

i have heard of you funnily enough.

considering i was first intoduced to padfoot by a "PRONGS WHERE THE FUCK DID YOU GO" text.

padfoot: that is true.

i warned him last night to be careful but nooooo

the stupid fucker had to down like 4 shots back to back.

moony: yeah.Sounds like his own fault.

padfoot: oh it absolutely is.

he's a clown.

moony: well,i'll let you get back tooooo...whatever it is your doing rn?

padfoot: holding padfoots hair currently.

so gross dude.

i'll get him to text you later.

moony: thanks prongs.

padfoot: no problem,moony.

 

(6:21pm)

padfoot: i am back.

prongs shoved me in the bath,he did wash my hair for me which was really nice.

now i feel a bit better.

moony: that's good but- i'm sorry he washed your hair for you?

padfoot: yes.

he complained about it but i guilt tripped him into it and so he agreed :)

moony: i see.

well,it seems as though i have some competition,as your supposed soulmate?

padfoot: nooooooo.

prongs is my PLATONIC soulmate,my brother,my bestfriend!

you are my real soulmate ;)

moony: uh huh.

padfoot: anything to cure my hangover from hell.

moony: of course.

padfoot: can i ask you another question?

you don't have to answer if you don't want to.

moony: sure,padfoot.

go ahead.

padfoot: how old are you?

moony: 17.

i'm nearly 18 tho.

padfoot: oh thank god.

i am also 17 incase you were wondering :)

moony: i was actually,i just didn't want to be the one to ask.

padfoot: fair enough.

well you are welcome,for finally popping the question,moony.

moony: you didn't propose to me.

padfoot: i can if you want: ;)

moony: calm down,lover boy.

padfoot: okay fine.

farewell,soulmate.

i fear i must go and eat something.

moony: enjoy!

padfoot: :)

 

keeping up with the marauders 😉

sunday


(6:53pm)

pratfoot: OH THANK THE HEAVENS,HE IS 17.

bambi: WHO?

pratfoot: MOONY,OF COURSE!

bambi: right.

i understand now.

did you just like...straight up ask him how old he was?

pratfoot: yes.

i told you prongs.We're friends.

and i gave him the option to not answer if he didn't want to,but he did.

bambi: well,atleast he's our age.

pratfoot: i know how strange is that tho.

i mean to text you but i accidentally text a random number which so happens to be a boy my age?

omg what if he lives in the uk?

that's mad.

bambi: ...

padfoot.

what is the area code for his number? 

pratfoot: +44 why?

bambi: now what is yours?

pratfoot: +44 why?

bambi: ...

wormy: ...

pratfoot: OH

wormy: there it is.

padfoot: wow that's wierd.

cool tho.

atleast we live in the same country.

bambi: sure.

are you coming to the great hall or not?

pratfoot: give me chance,mother james.

i am walking now.

only so fast i can walk and in my current state...i am not going very fast.

 

moonflower + mary poppins 🩷

sunday


(6:54pm)

moonpie: OH THANK FUCK.

lilyflower: what?

marypoppins: what?

moonpie: he's 17.

marypoppins: who is?

moonpie: padfoot.

lilyflower: ...

moonpie: yes,evans?

is this the apology i'm waiting for? ;)

lilyflower: okay,fine.

i apologise remus.

i'm sorry i thought he would wind up to be a creepy old man...

moonpie: that's okay,lily :)

if he still does wind up to be a creepy old man then i will return the apology.

no fr tho,i know he's telling the truth.

for some reason i get the vibe that he wouldn't lie to me.

marypoppins: *cough* soulmates *cough*

moonpie: i'm rolling my eyes at you.

marypoppins: i don't doubt it ;)

 

padfoot and moony!

sunday


(11:13pm)

moony: how are you feeling now?

padfoot: horrible.

i feel horrible.

moony: really?

padfoot: mhm.

i can't move from my bed rn.

moony: no school tomorrow then?

padfoot: nah,i'll get prongs to tell them i've got food poisoning or something.

moony: the classic.

padfoot: you use that one often?

moony: nah,i'm not in school.Barely ever was tbf but my reason was valid so i never had to lie.

padfoot: oh really?

moony: mhm.

well,goodnight padfoot.

hope you feel better soon.

padfoot: thank you moony.

moony: :))

Forward
Sign in to leave a review.